I apparently apparated home last night, then used the wrong Floo Powder to get back to the beach and found myself in Diagon Alley. I was terrified at first. What had gone wrong? How much time did I have to get back? Damn floo powder! And to make matters worse, I had committed Underage magic! By a Muggle-born no less! I was on the run from the Ministry!
I looked around quickly and slipped through of the shadows, trying to stay hidden in my Muggle clothes. “Maybe they’ll understand” I thought as I snuck along an alleyway. “It was only an accident, after all.” Then I heard something behind me and I panicked, grabbing my wand tightly. I just knew it was a Death Eater, and my thoughts raced out of control. I finally forced my eyes shut and wheeled around, ready to fight! As I turned around, something huge hit me, and I was knocked to the ground. I looked up slowly, afraid of what doom awaited me. I was greeted by a towering figure standing in the shadows...I knew I was as good as dead. In a brief moment of mental chaos, I wondered how Muggles would explain my death to my mother…
I was on the verge of a panic attack when it roared down at me
"Oh my, sorry about that! Didn’t see yer there! Well I... Chrissy!" And Hagrid was picking me up off the cobblestone road. I was so relieved that once he stopped hitting me and trying to brush the dust off, I quickly explained what had happened in a rush of emotion (I was still very nervous, being on the run from The Ministry and all). He reassured me that it would be ok, The Ministry would understand...Floo Powder is too unpredictable anyways. But I was still so shaken up that Hagird gave me a robe to wear and took me to the Leaky Cauldron.
Soon, Hagrid and I were sitting at a table, and I had finally started to calm down. We were joking around and he was telling me about his expectations for the upcoming year at Hogwarts. He seemed particularly worried about the Whomping Willow when a very official-looking man strutted into the pub. “Oh why does trouble have to follow me?” I muttered as he scanned the pub. Suddenly his beady eyes fell on me before I could utter my Evanesco spell. Hagrid quickly stood up; trying to hide me from view, but it was too late. I'd been spotted!
I ducked under the table, but I could hear footsteps coming closer. I decided that I couldn’t let Hagrid get in trouble for my sake, and I started to stand up and face the man myself. I hid my wand in my robe and slowly got to my feet, when I heard a deafening crash from across the pub.
I peeked around the table and Hagrid’s massive body, and saw a small boy standing nervously in the middle of the floor. He, the waiter, and the Ministry worker were drenched in Butterbeer and there were broken glasses scattered around. The waiter was already screaming and swearing at the terrified-looking boy. And the minister worker had just realized what had happened. Hagrid turned and "nudged" me to run, Almost knocking me down again... I got up, thinking of how Slytherinly I was acting and feeling a slight pang of guilt. But now was not the time to be heroic...
I took a final look at the boy, his bright red hair now dripping. He turned and spotted me as he wiped Butterbeer out of his eyes. I smiled at him and nodded my thanks, and I saw a grin creep across his face as I muttered "Evanesco". The Leaky Cauldron, Hagrid, and the boy's smiling face started fading away, but not before I heard a shrill female voice echo through the Alley...
"HUGO WEASLEY!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS TIME?"
